Today's Ikebana unfortunately resembles last week's Ikebana rather a lot as we are practicing for a test in a couple of weeks time.
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In my efforts to become less caffeine dependent I have started drinking decaf iced coffee from Nescafe.
My DH, has had an epiphany of late.
So today, on my one full day off, K and I headed in to town to get some stuff. Inevitably the conversation turned to: "Which car dealer shall we go and annoy this weekend?".
Are you of an age where you remember that particular cartoon character?
Tonight I was doing a lesson with a lovely new student who happens to work as a pharmacist. She obviously wants to improve her English so she can use it in her job dispensing medicine.
This post is appearing at the request of one of my readers, personally I think it's kind of boring but you're already here, so why not read it!
I haven't posted anything for a while, which doesn't mean I have been neglecting blogging at all. I've actually written quite a few posts and then not actually wanted to post them. So now they are sitting in my "to post list", going out of date and gathering cyber dust.
It's been a while since my last post and a while since my last trip to Ikebana. Because of the typhoon to end all typhoons last week (or so the news reports were saying), we decided to cancel last week's class as the drive across town in the pouring rain and howling wind didn't appeal to me or my teacher or the other student who has to drive for ages to get there too.
I have been following the news reports on TV today about the typhoon which is currently on it's way through Honshuu and passed pretty near here.. The wind and rain arrived last night at precisely the moment I got into bed and was trying to sleep. The wind comes and hits the wall right outside our bedroom. I did manage to sleep but was also rudely awakened at 7am by the heaviest rain I have ever seen in my life and I used to live in the wettest place in NZ with 7 metres of rain a year. So I got up and decided to try and enjoy it instead of lying in bed and cursing it.
This morning was a harsh awakening from the sugary high of yesterday. K went to work, which means I have to get on top of the mountain of house work that has piled up during my "I'm the Birthday Girl, so I don't have to clean" phase that has been going on for the last 4 days.
Tomorrow is a big day for me. I will be turning 30. Darling husband's reaction is that he is sad his wife won't be in her twenties anymore...kind of a status symbol here perhaps?
I am very lucky I have a job where I can work in my PJs if I like. Tonight I am feeling a tad sick, my voice is getting croaky, I feel a cold coming on. So I am very grateful for being able to do my work and nobody is the wiser that I am wearing pink flannel PJs and pink fluffy slippers, no make-up and hugging a hot water bottle. I am also grateful that I can work and not have to take time off because its a bad look to go to work with the lurgy and possibly infect all your co-workers and everyone else you encounter and have everyone asking you if you have swine flu. Perhaps you might think it slightly "unprofessional", to wear one's PJ whilst working, but as long as my voice is suitably cheerful, I can look like I crawled out from under a bus and it doesn't matter.